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To: Ilaine who wrote (37014)9/2/1999 2:01:00 PM
From: Michael Sphar  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
And of course you remember the coke machine with the lid, that you raised, and grabbed the next bottle dangling between the bars in the chilled water, dragging it along until you reached the end where turning the corner you could then lift the bottle free through some release mechanism that was activated by your dime. Your real 90% silver dime, I might add.



To: Ilaine who wrote (37014)9/2/1999 4:31:00 PM
From: Gauguin  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
Sneaker the Mooch is doing fine. I am happy to report that, because I was worried. He was getting a lot of flak from Stumpy and Lupita. I have never seen Lupita confront another cat or thing. Ever. We say she is the sweetest kitty we've ever seen. (She has two yarn babies she carries around with her.)

On the lower deck section out the back door, is the stand with the big radial arm saw on it. (Works better than under it.) That's an amazing tool when I think about it, because it really cuts. Fast. Big carbide 10" blade. Whop. It's off. It just rolls thru like Stalin and Chukov.

Does letting someone with serious ADD run that thing a lot sound like a good idea?

I look at my digits when I use it. I do. Like, here they all are. I go through what my routine should be, to recover the fingers or hand and head down the street to the hospital. Sawdusty fingers.

People say these construction tools are dangerous, but they don't know the half of it. Really. 240Volts, that saw is. You're not going to stop it. My router is a $350.00 one that has 13 amps and you have to hold it with both hands when you turn it on, or instead of rotating the shaft it will wind up your arm and tear it out of your shoulder. 11 amp Sawzalls. Drills that don't stop when they jam, they spin you around the parking lot. Belt sanders that will take your kneecap off. (I sanded through a good pair of Levis and a bunch of dermis once.) (Accidentally.) (Do I need to say that?)

Angle head grinders that will expose arteries. Circular saws that will climb Mt Rushmore after they back up your thigh.

Air nailers. Hand nailers. (Hammers.)

All of these killers are exposed to fleshy, pointy, digit parts. And feet. Up on roofs, down in crawl spaces, overhead at the tops of ladders....

And it's hard for me to keep my mind on the work. Really hard. And to cover all the bases. Boy, there are a lot of bases ~ not four.

Anyway, that cat is out there, on a stand that goes near the saw, a big wooden thing, that supports the end of long boards being crosscut. He sits up there, for safety, but it looks like a throne the way he sits there. He's cute and beautiful. And clean. Like I sed, regal.

And get this: He is so nice, and so affectionate, that when we bring him out his food, and set it down, he's really hungry, but he wants to be petted first. Worse than eat.

So he gets up and runs around running into your hands and purring, and won't stop to eat til we go in.

Awww.



To: Ilaine who wrote (37014)9/2/1999 4:44:00 PM
From: The Philosopher  Respond to of 71178
 
We watched it from our driveway. I remember how exciting and yet scary it was at the same time. Exciting to think of man having put an object in space. Scary because the commies had done it and we hadn't, and McCarthy had warned us all what THAT meant!



To: Ilaine who wrote (37014)9/2/1999 8:30:00 PM
From: Crocodile  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
Ah yes... John Carter of Mars books... and nickle Cokes bought from the machine that I discovered in a laundromat down the street from home...seemed sort of "amazing" to find that there was a Coke machine so close to our house. I only told a couple of friends about it and we kept it as our "cool" secret. The bottles were those short little greenish-coloured glass ones.

And the Sputnik... yep... my Dad and I used to sit out on the lawn and watch for it. One night he took me to the observatory at the local university to see the moon. I was crazy about "Outer Space". I think it started when I used to listen to my favourite record... "Tom & Jerry Go To The Moon". (BTW, I'm still pretty "moon crazy" and spend plenty of summer nights out on the lawn checking it out with my little telescope).

Favourite toy of that period.... little plastic "dart bombs" that you put a piece of those cap-gun paper caps inside of and then threw against walls to make a bang...

ah...those were the days...;-}>